My heart melted like wax and emotion overtook me when I held you for the first time. With each passing day, I fell deeper in love. Your cries brought me new purpose. To watch you grow was bittersweet. You called me “mama” and I called you “my little man”. We were inseparable those first years. I never wanted to leave your side, and you never wanted to leave mine.
Time passed and you grew. You suddenly didn’t need me quite like you used to. But I was still the one you ran to when you needed something, and with joy I loved being there to meet every single need. Friends became important to you, and school separated us for hours each day. I kept you close to my heart as I prayed for you when we were apart (you know I still do-and always will).
Time has passed so quickly and here we are, at the entrance to your senior year of high school. The emotion that overtakes me now is hard to navigate through. On the one hand, I’m incredibly excited for you! The world is at your fingertips. However, the years did not honor my request to keep you mine forever. Yet, I will cherish “today”– this last year of high school, thankful for the memories and grateful for this gift of you! To “my little man,” Benjamin… I love you deeply. I’m thankful for you, and proud to call you my son. In all your ways acknowledge and honor God, and He will direct your steps. Enjoy your sneak peek, and know I’m cheering you on as you ROCK YOUR SENIOR YEAR!!!!
-Mom
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